Tuesday, April 17, 2012

A poem

To you, my dear and sweet friend
Fuck you.
Your lies penetrate this heart
Causing ache beyond my ability to cope
Spun so sweetly
Delicately
Skillfully
These lies create hope and love
How is this so?
Evil creating good
You've made it happen
I should probably recognize your genius
But I won't.
I'm bitter and angry
False, crumbling around me
The structures of love and hope
Built upon a structure that never existed
My heart falls
And I cry

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